Adrenaline

The adrenaline sings
in the networks
of my veins.
It surges; unrepressed.
It assaults me over again;
pounding in my head,
Writing over my thoughts
with traces of power
that now consume my body.
I can’t think.
My body tenses to run,
and hopes of holding on
to coherent thoughts
are long lost as I let
adrenaline control my
every action.